Chatterbox: Inkwell

Okay, this is a REALLY daring step for me to take...  If I feel as though I shouldn't be posting it, I'll just not continue it, and leave everybuggy in suspense until I'm an adult and publish it.  Hmmm...  Then again, I might continue to post it here!  We'll have to see! :-D

Once upon a time, a young girl splashed through the melted snow that had turned into a brown slush.  She was tired, from a hard day at school.  She had gotten made fun of, for wearing out of style clothes, and her friends were no help at all.  In fact, they joined in and started laughing.  At home, Keira looked hopefully in the garage, but, once again, there was no car; just a dirty cement floor with more slush.  On the kitchen counter she found a note that her mom had left. Keira~Sorry, but the boss called, and I have to go into work late.  I’ll be home around nine.  There’s a pizza in the fridge.  XO~Mom

Keira, who desperately needed something to do, threw herself onto the couch and turned on the TV.  After flipping through 128 channels, she realized that, once again, nothing entertaining was on.  She turned off the machine, climbed up the stairs to her bathroom, and turned the hot water handle in her bathtub.  While the tub was filling up, Keira went into her room, picked up some bubble gel, and walked back into the bathroom.  She stopped for a moment when she thought that she had heard a soft gurgling noise.  Assuming that it was just the water making the usual noises in the rusty old pipes, she stepped into the bathtub, slipped on the bar of soap and fell.  She could feel herself falling and falling and falling and…

 What is going to happen to Keira?  Tune in next time to find out! :-D

Copyright February 2009, Paige M. P.

And, as Allison said, if you steal it, I'll track you down!!!  Bwa, ha, ha, ha!!!!!!! :-D


submitted by Paige
(February 12, 2009 - 6:00 pm)

It's really good! :):):):) Please continue! :):):)

submitted by BellaTrix ✌ ♡
(February 13, 2009 - 10:03 am)

It's great! I really like it. So, are we supposed to continue it?

submitted by Lena G, age 11
(February 13, 2009 - 10:28 am)

((I've lost my nerve for continuing posting it, so let's turn it into a Round-Robin Story!!!  I want to see how unlike the story I wrote, it can get! :D:D:D:D:D  Hee, hee, hee!!!!))

submitted by Paige
(February 13, 2009 - 1:15 pm)

Oh no. You have to finish. I have to hear more!

submitted by HORSE RIDER
(February 13, 2009 - 10:15 pm)

AWESOME!! I wanna hear more. Pleeeease??? I won't steal it, I promise!!!!!

submitted by Julia, age 12, Oregon
(February 13, 2009 - 2:51 pm)


submitted by horse rider
(February 13, 2009 - 10:14 pm)

This sounds like my kind of story.  I so want you to continue it.  I am not settling for it to be a round robin story.  Muster your courage and finish it (then post it); we'll wait. Wait will we?Laughing*giggles*

submitted by Phoenix
(February 14, 2009 - 8:47 pm)

I like it! It's good! I'd like more, but that's up to you!!!! :D:D:D

submitted by Maggie S. , age 13, St. Paul, MN
(February 15, 2009 - 6:51 pm)

Oh boy....  I knew I shouldn't have done this...  Oh well... :):):) It's actually not that good of a story, now that I look back on it, but I'll post it anyway!  Don't be disapointed!!! :D:D

“Keira?  Oh, I hope she’s alive.  Dear child, are you alright?”Keira woke up to a wrinkled, elderly lady looking down at her.  Panicking, she looked around the room.  She was no longer in her bathtub, but instead, she was in a medieval-style, one-room cottage.  “Where-re am-m I?” she stammered nervously.The woman looked confused.  “You must be seriously hurt, dear child.  I have sent a messenger out to fetch John for you.”“You didn’t answer my question, and who’s John, and how do you know my name?”She cackled an elderly laugh.  “‘Who’s John?’  How do I know your name?  Ha!  They always said that you were a funny child.”Knowing that the woman would not answer her question, she decided to ask a new one.  “Excuse me, umm, dear woman, where did you find me?”“I found you lying in the magical pond that’s just outside of the palace,” she answered.  “My son and I carried you home, clothed you, and set you in my few sheets that can barely be called a bed.  Now rest until John comes to take you home.”“Where’s home?”“You are acting very strange, Keira.  No more questions for now.”  Then the old woman mumbled to herself, “Because of this, my family shall be the most famous family in Meadowland!”Meadowland? Keira thought fearfully.  Where in the world am I?  She did not get time to think about it, though, for soon, she was fast asleep.

(Oh!  If you can think of a better name for the country, 'Meadowland', that would be greatly appreciated!!!  Think medievil-style names. :)

submitted by Paige
(February 16, 2009 - 1:26 pm)

Meadira would work. This is really good!  I am captivated by your writing style. I'm not disappointed at all (did I spell that right???) :) Keep up the good work, Paige!! :D:D

submitted by Phoenix
(February 16, 2009 - 2:30 pm)

I LOVE THAT NAME!!!!!!  THANK YOU!!!! :D:D:D:D Oh, and thank you for liking my writing. :) You guys are the first people that I've ever shown my writing to (besides my writing teacher and my family), so I've never really known how people feel about it. :):) Thanks!! :D:D (You spelled 'disappointed' right!)

submitted by Paige
(February 16, 2009 - 5:02 pm)

I love it! And I think that Meadowland is fine as it is, though Maggie's suggestion is great also.

submitted by Lena G, age 11
(February 16, 2009 - 6:36 pm)

Oh, whoops...  For some reason, the paragraph splitting got mixed up, so it is all one paragraph...  I'll try to fix that next time. :)

submitted by Paige
(February 16, 2009 - 5:04 pm)

Oh no, I meant Phoenix. Admin., can you correct it please?

submitted by Lena G, age 11
(February 16, 2009 - 6:39 pm)